Giving Isabel a lazy smile, Vincent kissed her hair. "Of course you would. Which is why, if you're good, you'll get to see her." Snuggling closer, he trailed his fingers over her Isabel's arm and nuzzled her again. "All you have to do is let me draw something on your skin...on your back...and you can spend the rest of the day - and evening, if you want to - with your mother."